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with the fitness of things that the family should 

 have given names to the Derby and the Oaks. 

 Lord Palmerston was a keen inhabitant of the 

 world we are discussing, and William Day in his 

 Reminiscences gives a graphic little sketch of him. 

 When at Broadlands, his seat in Hampshire, he 

 " used to ride over to Danebury to see his horses, 

 mounted on a thoroughbred hack, with his groom 

 on another, and starting from his own front door 

 would gallop all the way till he reached his 

 destination. Indeed, on arriving at Danebury he 

 would go round the yard once or twice, gradually 

 reducing the pace until he could pull up. This 

 may seem ludicrous, but it is no exaggeration — I 

 have seen him do it myself. He used to wear 

 dark trousers, and a dress coat of the same hue, the 

 latter unbuttoned, and, of course, flying open ; this 

 gave him a strange appearance when riding so 

 fast." " I have won my Derby," was his reply to 

 a congratulation on his accession to the premier- 

 ship. In another recently published book of 

 Reminiscences the author records how Lord 

 Palmerston arrived at a reception on the evening 

 of a Derby day so full of the race that he would 

 talk of nothing else, though the French and Turkish 

 Ambassadors — the latter could scarcely have been 

 much edified — were eager to discuss other subjects. 



